Overpassing My Feelings
Chapter 1: Introduction"We will reach ascension, brother" the T whispered to his fellow brother, Benito. They just yesterday travelled to the Middle East to blow up boxes In the middle of nowhere, and now they were preparing to go blow up a train track support. As Benito, with his dark skin, sharp jawline, a stubble beard, and a black wavy crew cut watched the camp fire crackle. On this cold winter night, he thought about what he was doing. Why the hell was he blowing up boxes? What did he believe in? Why even bother he thought to himself, what are we doing? Whom are we fighting for? "Brothers, it is time for bed." As Benito closed his eyes, he thought about what he was.
Hans woke up, and was the first up in the quiet barrack. Everyone was sound asleep. He went to the latrine and went to the bathroom, and shaved. His sleek blonde hair and strong jawline showed through the dull mirror. His blue eyes looked young and fresh, his body toned and strong as stone, and his pecks like a Greek god. As he walked to the mess hall, the sun seemed to shine so bright against the crisp leaves and metal that made up the army camp. He took a deep breath of the crisp, fresh, German autumn air. "Hans?" asked his peer, "have you had a nice sleep?". "Not very restful, but sleep nonetheless." His peer continued, "We have a new mission today, intel suggests that there will be an attack on a German railway, near a park." Hans replied in a joking manner, "in what world would one put them so close to each other?". His peer face palmed, and said with pain "That is weaker than the worst meme imaginable. Anyways, the meeting will be held at 0900 in the brief room, please be on time." "Alright" replied Hans, in a slightly put down tone.
